That's definitely the face of a baby that loves tubby time. That last smile is so big, it almost looks painful.
Friday, December 12, 2008
The Face of Tubby Time
Every evening, at 6:30 on the dot, Mads gets her bath. On Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays, it's a real bath, I soap her up and wash her hair. Every other night of the week, bath time is merely splash time, a time for babe to chew on a clean washcloth and play with shampoo bottles. These are the baths that she loves the best, and her happiness is clearly written all over her face. Every night, I always kick myself for forgetting to bring my camera. I don't remember it until bath time is in full swing, and then it's not like I can just leave Mads to splash alone while I hunt the apartment. Tonight though, I wrote myself a note and put it on the bathroom door. Don't forget your camera!!